Post by Fayte Syndr on Jun 25, 2015 13:08:54 GMT -5
Name: Fayte Synder
Username: Fayte
Age: 16
Powers:
Telekinesis - She can move a single small object to her will, the bigger they are the slower they move. This can be trained to improve to hold bigger things, speed up moving and to carry multiple things.
Dreamscape - able to enter someone's dreams and speak with them. She cannot manipulate the dream in any way This cannot be trained to improve and she is unaware of her outside surroundings when entering a dream as she does not physically leave the world when she enters someone's dream.
Precognition - Able to see events before they happen, though it does not come willingly and she only sees things about people she is close to.
Weaknesses:
Combat - though she knows her self defense, she is not much of a fighter.
Ignorance - She does not know her own abilities completely, she knows of her precognition ability but has dismissed it as deja vu.
Mental Shutdown - it's a double edged sword, if someone tries to use a mind related ability on her like mind control or mind reading and she drops to the floor and passes out making the mental ability worthless on her.
Species: She's .00000001% walrus/vampire/werewolf/Katniss Everdeen/dragon/chimera/god/universe/alien/robot. She's human, the drill is kind of obvious by now if any one actually believed me.
Three (or more) Personality Traits:
-Independent
-Sane
-Clear Headed
Three (or more) Personality Flaws:
-Assertive
-Blunt
-Stubborn
Picture or description of the character: Bella Thorne
Any special skills: Self-Defense, Parkour, Performing/Acting andbeating perverts up
Any weapons:
-Ball Point Pen to write things down in the blood of those who attack her. (it's one of those self defense pens)
-Steel serpent kubaton with a dagger within (basically a keychain weapon that can stabby stab and has a knife inside if the stabby stab doesn't work enough)
Group: Active Citizen
(She does not approve of the criminal lifestyle but since she is going to live with Leon she's likely going to be wanted for info on him and such if she's seen with him in public when he gets more infamous but she is likely not to commit any crimes herself unless absolutely needed.)
(Now please read the rules and fill out the following.)
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RP sample: (Have a post from when Ian was more grown up, less satanic in a different world)
Username: Fayte
Age: 16
Powers:
Telekinesis - She can move a single small object to her will, the bigger they are the slower they move. This can be trained to improve to hold bigger things, speed up moving and to carry multiple things.
Dreamscape - able to enter someone's dreams and speak with them. She cannot manipulate the dream in any way This cannot be trained to improve and she is unaware of her outside surroundings when entering a dream as she does not physically leave the world when she enters someone's dream.
Precognition - Able to see events before they happen, though it does not come willingly and she only sees things about people she is close to.
Weaknesses:
Combat - though she knows her self defense, she is not much of a fighter.
Ignorance - She does not know her own abilities completely, she knows of her precognition ability but has dismissed it as deja vu.
Mental Shutdown - it's a double edged sword, if someone tries to use a mind related ability on her like mind control or mind reading and she drops to the floor and passes out making the mental ability worthless on her.
Species: She's .00000001% walrus/vampire/werewolf/Katniss Everdeen/dragon/chimera/god/universe/alien/robot. She's human, the drill is kind of obvious by now if any one actually believed me.
Three (or more) Personality Traits:
-Independent
-Sane
-Clear Headed
Three (or more) Personality Flaws:
-Assertive
-Blunt
-Stubborn
Picture or description of the character: Bella Thorne
Any special skills: Self-Defense, Parkour, Performing/Acting and
Any weapons:
-Ball Point Pen to write things down in the blood of those who attack her. (it's one of those self defense pens)
-Steel serpent kubaton with a dagger within (basically a keychain weapon that can stabby stab and has a knife inside if the stabby stab doesn't work enough)
Group: Active Citizen
(She does not approve of the criminal lifestyle but since she is going to live with Leon she's likely going to be wanted for info on him and such if she's seen with him in public when he gets more infamous but she is likely not to commit any crimes herself unless absolutely needed.)
(Now please read the rules and fill out the following.)
Site Rule Check: deleted
Rules Check: deleted
Anything else: deleted
Other: deleted
Last: deleted
RP sample: (Have a post from when Ian was more grown up, less satanic in a different world)
The squawk of the seagulls and the modest crash of the waves sounded in the ears of the man as he stood upon a dock. It was not an actual dock for ships though, as it split into quite a few helicopter pads. He stood alone at the only way to land from the docks, waiting for the arrival of The Awaited. The sky around the island was dark with clouds, and it seemed almost as if harsh weather was going to begin around the island soon. The island itself, however had crystal clear skies with a bright and shining sun happily bestowing its light to the intricate structures of the academy below it.
The lonesome man reached into a pocket on his shirt, pulling out a golden pocket watch with an intricate design of two dragons seemingly chasing each other in a tight circle while grabbing each other's tail with their teeth, and a pearl in the middle. The pocket watch was clicked shut and placed back into his pocket, as he heard the whirl of helicopter blades drawing near. He looked up to see the dark and sleek machines slowly lowering themselves to their assigned helipad, giving the students inside a chance to obtain a look of the beautiful academy that shined as it seemed to take in the rays of the sun above.
Blades of the helicopters came to a halt, and the doors slid open as the students were ushered out of the helicopters and into a big group near the man that had waited so patiently for their arrival. He smiled warmly and welcoming, before he spoke, "Welcome Students, what you have set foot on, is where you shall stay for the next few years of your life. This is the place, where you will learn to fight, fly, feed, and care for, the very beast that has chosen you as its keeper. I'm sure you know very well, that this beast I speak of, is known as a Dragon."
"I, am Damien Shoals, but you shall address me as Mr. Shoals. Now, follow me, for your first day shall be a tour of the academy." The man turned without giving a chance for questions and began to walk towards the large front doors of the academy. Everything within the academy walls, seemed over sized, if one was good at the art of giving an educated guess, one would assume that it is due to the vast size of dragons. The high ceiling would allow dragons to walk through the school grounds with their masters, and allow smaller ones to fly over the heads of humans so to perform errands. That educated guess, would be correct, as Mr. Shoals explained the reasoning of the size to the students.
"Now, where we are right now, is the Central Hall, there are four wings to Drakon Academy, West, East, North, and South. Each wing is assigned a certain overall subject, but each has a large variety of classes within. The North Wing is Flight, South is Combat, East is Care and Incubation Rooms, and West is anything that doesn't quite fit the bill for anything else, such as Lunch Rooms, Libraries, and Dorms," Mr. Shoals paused, noticing that some of the students seemed to be looking around nervously, perhaps unnerved at how the halls seemed to be empty, and nobody but them was even around, not even any dragons.
"Now, now, don't get uneasy, class is just in session. Its required that every class stays indoors on Touring Day so as to not frighten you or if anything goes a bit...wrong. Wouldn't want you dying on your first day now would you?" Mr. Shoals turned quickly once more, not giving time for a reaction as he continued on. He brought the students through the school, showing them the entirety of the school, but the students had still yet to see any dragons.
Towards the end of the grand tour when he was showing them an extravagant garden the school owned to allow students a place to relax, one student seemed to be getting sick of something, and shouted, "I want to see a dragon! What kind of academy is this if there's no Dragons!?"
Mr.Shoals suddenly stopped walking, slowly turning his head towards the interrupting and rather rude student, "So you want to see a dragon, eh?" he responded with a smile. The student flinched at the creepy smirk, but nodded. Out of nowhere, several sudden screeches sounded from atop a bell tower like structure that stood the tallest out of every building of the school. The pitched screeches caused everyone but Mr.Shoals to cover their ears and prevent them from bleeding.
When the rude student finally looked up to the source, he screamed in terror as a large beast with wide wings and strange antlers upon its head loomed over him in the air and plucked him out of the crowd and pulled him into the skies. The beast was dark with brown splashes and two large red eye looking circles on its wings with its wings going all down its tail. The beast seemed to be accompanied with several others just like it, but smaller. The boy screamed in terror while the dragons screeched with joy, tossing the boy between each other as if he were some plaything.
The dragons gave a rather beautiful display of flight while toying about, making long elegant turns and some quick snaps, swoops, and dives alike. Mr. Shoals waited while the boy was toyed with, until he at least made a loud clicking noise. The largest dragon hesitated in its flight as it heard the noise, and processed the order. It retrieved the boy from the other Howler Drakes, and dropped the boy into a nearby tree, causing him to fall out and curl into a ball, completely pale from fear for his life but his eyes wide with amazement.
The smaller Howlers seemed to fly to the other side of the school, disappearing from sight, while the largest landed behind Mr. Shoals, standing tall with its brilliant antlers and flaring out its wings behind him and giving a loud bellow as a finale for its performance.
"Satisfied?" he asked.
The boy nodded slowly.
"Any questions?" Mr. Shoals finally asked.
The lonesome man reached into a pocket on his shirt, pulling out a golden pocket watch with an intricate design of two dragons seemingly chasing each other in a tight circle while grabbing each other's tail with their teeth, and a pearl in the middle. The pocket watch was clicked shut and placed back into his pocket, as he heard the whirl of helicopter blades drawing near. He looked up to see the dark and sleek machines slowly lowering themselves to their assigned helipad, giving the students inside a chance to obtain a look of the beautiful academy that shined as it seemed to take in the rays of the sun above.
Blades of the helicopters came to a halt, and the doors slid open as the students were ushered out of the helicopters and into a big group near the man that had waited so patiently for their arrival. He smiled warmly and welcoming, before he spoke, "Welcome Students, what you have set foot on, is where you shall stay for the next few years of your life. This is the place, where you will learn to fight, fly, feed, and care for, the very beast that has chosen you as its keeper. I'm sure you know very well, that this beast I speak of, is known as a Dragon."
"I, am Damien Shoals, but you shall address me as Mr. Shoals. Now, follow me, for your first day shall be a tour of the academy." The man turned without giving a chance for questions and began to walk towards the large front doors of the academy. Everything within the academy walls, seemed over sized, if one was good at the art of giving an educated guess, one would assume that it is due to the vast size of dragons. The high ceiling would allow dragons to walk through the school grounds with their masters, and allow smaller ones to fly over the heads of humans so to perform errands. That educated guess, would be correct, as Mr. Shoals explained the reasoning of the size to the students.
"Now, where we are right now, is the Central Hall, there are four wings to Drakon Academy, West, East, North, and South. Each wing is assigned a certain overall subject, but each has a large variety of classes within. The North Wing is Flight, South is Combat, East is Care and Incubation Rooms, and West is anything that doesn't quite fit the bill for anything else, such as Lunch Rooms, Libraries, and Dorms," Mr. Shoals paused, noticing that some of the students seemed to be looking around nervously, perhaps unnerved at how the halls seemed to be empty, and nobody but them was even around, not even any dragons.
"Now, now, don't get uneasy, class is just in session. Its required that every class stays indoors on Touring Day so as to not frighten you or if anything goes a bit...wrong. Wouldn't want you dying on your first day now would you?" Mr. Shoals turned quickly once more, not giving time for a reaction as he continued on. He brought the students through the school, showing them the entirety of the school, but the students had still yet to see any dragons.
Towards the end of the grand tour when he was showing them an extravagant garden the school owned to allow students a place to relax, one student seemed to be getting sick of something, and shouted, "I want to see a dragon! What kind of academy is this if there's no Dragons!?"
Mr.Shoals suddenly stopped walking, slowly turning his head towards the interrupting and rather rude student, "So you want to see a dragon, eh?" he responded with a smile. The student flinched at the creepy smirk, but nodded. Out of nowhere, several sudden screeches sounded from atop a bell tower like structure that stood the tallest out of every building of the school. The pitched screeches caused everyone but Mr.Shoals to cover their ears and prevent them from bleeding.
When the rude student finally looked up to the source, he screamed in terror as a large beast with wide wings and strange antlers upon its head loomed over him in the air and plucked him out of the crowd and pulled him into the skies. The beast was dark with brown splashes and two large red eye looking circles on its wings with its wings going all down its tail. The beast seemed to be accompanied with several others just like it, but smaller. The boy screamed in terror while the dragons screeched with joy, tossing the boy between each other as if he were some plaything.
The dragons gave a rather beautiful display of flight while toying about, making long elegant turns and some quick snaps, swoops, and dives alike. Mr. Shoals waited while the boy was toyed with, until he at least made a loud clicking noise. The largest dragon hesitated in its flight as it heard the noise, and processed the order. It retrieved the boy from the other Howler Drakes, and dropped the boy into a nearby tree, causing him to fall out and curl into a ball, completely pale from fear for his life but his eyes wide with amazement.
The smaller Howlers seemed to fly to the other side of the school, disappearing from sight, while the largest landed behind Mr. Shoals, standing tall with its brilliant antlers and flaring out its wings behind him and giving a loud bellow as a finale for its performance.
"Satisfied?" he asked.
The boy nodded slowly.
"Any questions?" Mr. Shoals finally asked.
